River Poem

The river flows, a gentle stream

, Its waters clear, its banks serene

. It ebbs and flows, it twists and turns,

A force of nature that forever churns.

The leaves fall from the trees,

A tapestry of gold and red.

Autumn's beauty fills the breeze,

A season that is loved and adored.

The night sky is a canvas bright,

A tapestry of stars and light.

It shines so bold, so pure, so true,

A sight .that takes my breath anew.

The wind whispers through the trees,

A gentle voice that calls to me.

It carries secrets on the breeze,

A song that sets my spirit free.

The snow falls softly to the ground,

A blanket of white, so pure and serene.

Winter's embrace, so cold 

and profound,

A sight that is both tranquil and pristine.

In the quiet of the night,

I close my eyes and make a wish.

For dreams to come and take me away,

To a place where reality doesn't exist.

The forest is a place of mystery,

A home to creatures both great and small.

Its beauty is both wild and free,

A sight that takes my breath and all.